Corrupting Her (Forbidden Fantasies) Read Online S.E. Law

Categories Genre: Romance Tags Authors: Series: Forbidden Fantasies Series by S.E. Law
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Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 22903 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
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She giggles.

“Oh well, yeah, I definitely don’t do that. But Stone,” she continues, suddenly going serious. “I’ve been meaning to say thank you for setting me up in a suite at the Corinthian. Of course, I’ve hardly spent any time there because I’m at your place non-stop, but thank you anyways.”

I chuckle, nodding.

“Yeah, I guess we’ve been having fun, haven’t we?” I wink. “But it’s a good fun, wouldn’t you say?”

She nods, flushing beautifully.

“We have,” she nods. “But I wanted to say thank you anyways because you know my apartment is about a forty-minute drive from the hotel. So not having to make that commute every day has been a weight off my shoulders, although of course, I’ve barely shown up for work this week.”

I grin.

“It’s no problem, I’m happy to help. What’s the point of owning a hotel if you can’t provide hook-ups once in a while?”

Her eyes dim for a moment at the word “hook-up,” but just as quickly, they begin to sparkle again. I wonder what that meant. We’re definitely not a hook-up, but we’re not exactly in a loving relationship either. We’re in that weird gray area where I use women for their bodies, but then again, this does feel different from my past encounters. Just the fact that I’m treating Tanya to a dinner out is testament to how this woman has gotten under my skin. Still, the food is amazing, and the conversation light and easy, so I think nothing of it. As we wait for dessert, Tanya smiles at me.

“What is it?” she quips. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

I cock my dark head.

“Well, I’ve been meaning to ask, sweetheart, but the night we met, why were you dancing? It was 3 a.m. Didn’t you want to get home?”

Tanya blushes, picking at her napkin a bit.

“Well, actually, it’s because I love dancing. After Thunder Strike puts on a performance, I feel fired up and the adrenaline’s flowing from the audience, the applause, and the rush of the performance. So I have to get that energy out somehow, and I do it through dancing.”

One black brow arches.

“Really?” I quip. “That’s all?”

Tanya bites her lips, blushing again, and then slowly nods.

“Okay, I admit. That’s not all. I’ve always wanted to be a Vegas showgirl, so sometimes I like to dance on my own. It’s nothing though,” she says quickly. “It’s just a dream because I’m too short and chubby to be a showgirl. The minimum height is five-seven and the girls need to be svelte and really pretty. I don’t exactly fit that description,” she adds in a rueful tone.

I tilt my head to the side, eyeing those luscious curves. “Yes, they do have a height requirement because in some shows, the girls do things like the can-can, where they stand in a line and kick in unison. So yeah, they like the dancers to be a uniform height to provide the right look. But not every show does the can-can,” I drawl.

Tanya sighs, her shoulders drooping a bit.

“I know, but I’ve got curves. A lot of them,” she says in a muffled voice. “It’s not easy to find a job as a dancer when you’ve got junk in the trunk.”

I take her hand.

“Maybe, but it’s not impossible, sweetheart. You’re a gorgeous woman, and I’m sure any troupe would be lucky to have you. In fact, I know a lot of folks in Vegas. I could pull a few strings and get you an audition at least.”

“No!” she whispers, her eyes going wide. “Really?”

I shrug before grinning.

“Sure. In fact, I think the Merovingian has a show going on right now that you’d be a great fit for. I think the troupe is called the Pretty Pussycats and they’re doing burlesque? Something like that? What I do know is that they feature women of all body sizes, so you’d be a shoo-in.”

Tanya gasps once more and shakes her head in disbelief.

“You’d arrange an audition for me?” she whispers in a trembling voice.

I nod.

“Of course, baby. I’d be happy to. Besides, after seeing your moves in bed, I know you’d be perfect for the Pretty Pussycats.”

She giggles.

“Okay, if you insist. But just an audition,” she says in a rush. “I don’t want you to actually get me the position. Just a tryout is enough.”

I wink at her.

“Consider it done.”

After a few moments, Tanya lets out a long, satisfied sigh. “Who knew?” she burbles. “Life is so perfect right now. You really make dreams come true, don’t you, Stone?” But then she turns to me with a curious smile. “But what about you, big guy?”

“Me?” I ask, pretending surprise. She giggles.

“How did you come to be such a successful man?” she smiles. “How did the Corinthian come about, and how did you get to the top?”

I grin.


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